Speed ​​God

Chapter 13 Talent Emerges
squeak--

The tires screamed at the edge of the track, and the steering wheel shook violently, teetering on the brink of collapse, like clinging desperately to the last withered autumn leaf on a treetop.

The next second, it will spin, go out of bounds, and be forced to quit the game.

In the simulator, Lu Zhizhou was completely focused, and at the critical moment, he was surprisingly calm.

He knew perfectly well that he had made a mistake, and a basic one at that. He had turned the steering wheel too sharply, causing the car to accelerate to 110 kilometers per hour. The front of the car had lost traction, and everything was out of control.

Push the head.

The most typical and dangerous mistake when entering a corner.

A novice might reflexively swerve and slam on the brakes, their nerves stretched to the limit, resulting in either crashing into the sand or spinning like a top.

But Lu Zhizhou is not.

Everything is based on instinct and intuition. His perception of vehicles, his sense of speed and direction, is an innate and delicate and vivid sense of imagery. It's not just about the feel of the hands and feet; he can even sense every vibration in his back, thighs, and skin, including changes in the ground.

The person and the simulator become one.

"brake!"

With a precise tap of the brakes with his left foot—light, quick, and forceful—he learned from his mistakes and applied the brakes more effectively than he had done in street racing. The force he applied was noticeably stronger, demonstrating a decisive adjustment to the axle pressure.

It was as if I had gently pressed down on the front axle.

In an instant, the front wheels seemed to be pressed down, and the speed dropped to about 85 kilometers per hour. The steering wheel finally became slightly more responsive, and Lu Zhizhou immediately released the brake, turned the steering wheel slightly inward, and immediately followed up with a little bit of throttle.

The series of movements were fluid and smooth.

In that instant, the front wheel hit the ground, and the front of the car inexplicably bit into the apex of the corner, while the rear wheel was still inertia and hadn't recovered. The rear of the car swung slightly and almost slid off the track.

drift?

No, that's not what he wants. Drifting at this moment could not only lose tire grip but also power, which is not the right choice. But he knows that this moment of sliding is still an opportunity to turn a disadvantage into an advantage.

Decisive and ruthless.

Lu Zhizhou keenly sensed the critical point of inertia, reversed the steering wheel, used the inertia to pull the rear of the car back, and pressed the accelerator a second time, like turning a spinning top, forcefully throwing the race car that was about to slide into the abyss back onto the right track.

The race car, teetering precariously on the edge of its limits high above a steel cable, miraculously regained its balance and smoothly exited the corner.

Speed, bursts of speed, high-speed corner exit, from chaos to adjustment to control and finally back on track, before you even have a chance to blink, the rear of the car has already sped away.

Monfatini, standing at the back, held his breath for a moment, his pupils dilating instantly—

Pretty!

"Damn it—"

Leclerc stared intently at the screen, wishing he could disappear into it, his heart pounding wildly in his ears.

passionate!

On the screen, the virtual race car that had almost slid off the red and white road shoulder pulled back in a fraction of a second before it was about to leave the track, like a wild horse stabilizing itself on the edge of a cliff with its four hooves on the edge of the gravel, executing a beautiful drift with a surging wave of air.

"This guy!" Leclerc's eyes shone with admiration and appreciation. "He actually saved him!"

The instinctive reactions that flashed in the blink of an eye revealed the talent of this baby-faced man.

In the simulator, Lu Zhizhou remained focused, as if the accident had never happened. He made slight adjustments to the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, and his ears picking up every subtle engine sound.

There was no reckless pursuit of speed, nor was it for showing off skills. The speed was maintained between 150 and 170 kilometers per hour, entering a state of steady progress.

He was feeling the rhythm, the breathing, the accelerator, the brakes, the tires, the chassis, and the amplitude of the airflow, as if he were the race car himself.

Because Lu Zhizhou didn't rush to increase the speed, the simulator became easier to control.

On the second bend, he made early braking adjustments, reduced his throttle along the ideal line, and smoothly entered and exited the bend.

The third bend is a bit more complicated, with a subtle double steering point. He counter-steers in advance to make the car press against the outside first, and then naturally cuts into the second bend through the stability of the car body, sliding through the edge at the limit.

However, things are not that simple; Formula One racing is ultimately different.

Even the slightest deviation will inevitably lead to a stumble.

The theoretical top speed might be somewhat comparable, with the top speed of an F4 car being around 230 kilometers per hour. Matteo's Mustang Shelby, after being modified last night, even has a slightly higher speed on paper.

But this is just a theoretical value.

In the narrow, slippery streets of Rome, the Mustang Shelby only briefly climbed to a top speed of 160 kilometers per hour; but the simulator in front of us had no streets, manhole covers, gravel, or streetlights, unleashing the full performance of the F4 race car without reservation.

Street racing tests courage and experience, while Formula One racing is a comprehensive test of precision, patience, and skill.

Lu Zhizhou hasn't pushed his speed to its limit yet, but the car's speed still easily exceeds the 120 km/h speed limit of the Rome Ring Expressway, and even the exit speed from medium-speed corners can easily exceed 150 km/h.

The faster the speed, the lower the tolerance for error.

In this simulator, every throttle input needs to be carefully controlled, and every braking action requires anticipating changes in the load on the front and rear wheels. The slightest hesitation could cause the tires to lock up, slip, or lose control.

Moreover, the driving logic of Formula One racing is fundamentally different.

There is no ABS assistance or traction control here. Steering, braking, and acceleration are all controlled by the driver. Even a slight deviation in the steering wheel angle or a half-second delay in braking can cause the car to drift, fly off the track, or even crash into the wall.

It's not just a simple difference in speed.

Everything must be explored gradually.

To make matters worse, G-force began to manifest itself in a short while.

The so-called G-force is gravity. In Formula 1 racing, it refers to the force that drivers feel when accelerating, braking, and cornering at high speeds.

The unit of these forces is g. 1g is equivalent to gravity. When an F1 car turns at extremely high speeds, the driver will feel a force of up to 5g, which means that the force they feel is equivalent to five times their body weight.

When the human body is subjected to high gravity, different organs and tissues will be subjected to enormous physical pressure. Most directly, this pressure will affect the driver's neck muscles, and the internal organs will also feel the pressure. This requires them to have extraordinary physical strength and endurance.

In addition, rapid changes in direction and speed can cause dizziness for the driver and put stress on the cardiovascular system. The heart has to work harder to pump blood under increased gravity, and prolonged exposure to high gravity can lead to fatigue, affecting the driver's reaction time and decision-making ability.

Of course, in racing simulators, G-force cannot be compared to that of real racing cars, and often only achieves 20% to 50% of the effect.

Moreover, Lu Zhizhou chose the F4 mode, which is far from F1 and not even in the same league. At most, it's like having a barbell weighing over 30 kilograms pressing on your neck.

But Lu Zhizhou quickly felt the impact.

The gravitational load during high-speed steering, braking, and acceleration is like an invisible hand pressing down on the shoulders, choking the neck, and roaring in the eardrums. The seat begins to tilt to simulate the pressure of cornering, the seat belt tightens, and blood circulation seems to speed up yet also slow down. Even in a simulator, the physical feedback it creates is enough to make your wrists ache and your vision blur.

However, amidst the growing dizziness, Lu Zhizhou inexplicably felt a sense of...excitement.

A door to a whole new world is slowly opening in front of us.

So, this is... what it feels like to be in your element?

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